Splashy, Splash! Frogs dive in the pond.
Drippy, splat! Droplets drop on...
Cricket, cricket. The song of the night.
Hoot, hoot. Under the moonlight.
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Identity I
PoetryA sequence of poems I made throughout the years. Just something to read when you're bored (I recommend "TIME" and "LOVE POEM?"). If you're looking for emotional, try "SLOUGH" or "ENDS MEAT."
